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I know the staircase that leads into the forest
by Corey Zeller I know the staircase that leads We are watching a film about the trumpet player who loses his mouth. We are part of the blur that comes between frames, the pink static. We are sitting...
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by Corey Zeller I was worrying about My eyes are two brown seas. Each one is identical of the other in length and depth and brownness. Each one tries to climb into the other over the cliff of my nose....
View ArticleI’ve seen their chain mail rattling just like their teeth
by Corey Zeller I’ve seen their chain mail rattling You can’t use the internet when you’re dead because you are the internet. You forward yourself. You share and like your status which is void, an...
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